tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1257833571680727192018-03-06T18:00:41.651-08:00Rowdy HappensA brief glimpse into the life of Rodney Sharp, Promotions Coordinator for five radio stations in the Killeen / Temple area. I am everywhere at once and plan to document it as often as humanly possible using pictures. For some strange reason people around me have started calling me by my nickname 'Rowdy'. I try to enjoy everything around me, and as you will soon see... Rowdy happens.Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-7468664995885012252009-09-27T20:08:00.000-07:002009-09-27T20:43:21.955-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Well... It was my 29th birthday on Saturday and I couldn't think of a thing I would rather do than go to my brothers house for some grilling and baby-holding. I got there around 11 so there was SEVERAL hours that I got to hold some babies before we cooked around 3. Over all it was a good day, I didn't get thrown up on or peed on, so it was fun!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAqu5SYPUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/xlpBvXLqEnQ/s1600-h/DSC_0091.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAqu5SYPUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/xlpBvXLqEnQ/s320/DSC_0091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386352139475369282" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Now I have been accused of giving some crazy gifts in my day, but I have to tell you what... I think Niya's face says it all... Regardless I will wear it with pride whenever appropriate. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAquRIxGQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lBYVSxt4SdE/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAquRIxGQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/lBYVSxt4SdE/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386352128697637122" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I guess we wore Niya out with holding her and stuff so she went to sleep... I have to say that she is an amazingly cute sleeper though... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAsJq1cW3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/dfkhOKmxAQ8/s1600-h/DSC_0037.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAsJq1cW3I/AAAAAAAAAQk/dfkhOKmxAQ8/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386353698964003698" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This baby has the same influence on me as tylenol PM because when she curls up on me and falls asleep, I am soon to follow... Don't worry, if you look close she lets me know if I am snoring too loud.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAqt5YuJPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ju1h5Szj2mQ/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAqt5YuJPI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ju1h5Szj2mQ/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386352122322101490" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, when we were out at the store we saw Halloween outfits, and even though they were a little too big for them, it was a moral imperative that they had them... No words for how cute they are!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAqtv6pzxI/AAAAAAAAAQE/s7mdXNALdCU/s1600-h/DSC_0079.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAqtv6pzxI/AAAAAAAAAQE/s7mdXNALdCU/s320/DSC_0079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386352119780069138" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jeff was either picking Nick's nose or was making him make the b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b noise with his lips...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAqtMLiyWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/eItDts3Aw80/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAqtMLiyWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/eItDts3Aw80/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386352110187235682" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nick has the most expressive face, and will most certanly be a ladies man once he learns how to talk rather than just grunt... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Overall it was a great birthday, surrounded by great people. It was nice to get a chance to decompress for a bit before we get into this next week... Our US105 Children's Miracle Network Radiothon starts on Wednesday.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAtn_n_b4I/AAAAAAAAAQs/X94TsWS7Qng/s1600-h/CMN+Radiothon3.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SsAtn_n_b4I/AAAAAAAAAQs/X94TsWS7Qng/s320/CMN+Radiothon3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386355319452430210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I had heard about this event last year when I was still working in Sales, but didn't really think about it much. This year I have played an integral part in the planning and preparing for the Children's Miracle Network Radiothon. I have done quite a few interviews with families and children that have been affected by the amazing Children's Hospital at Scott&amp; White. While quite a few have turned out to be happy endings where the children have overcome amazing odds to be able to live their lives to the fullest of extents, there have been a few that haven't ended on such a happy note. The girl in the picture above is Stacy Guiteriez and she is 7 years old and has Lukiema. I did an interview with her family and ended up having to sit there with her for quite a long time playing tic-tac-toe with her just so that she would open up and talk to me. She has touched my heart with her strength, and no matter where I go in my life I know that a few of these children will follow me around and give me something to be proud of. If you get a chance to listen, then please do, and if it is within your means to help out, then please do that as well... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I will be updating the <a href="http://www.myus105.com">US105 website</a> often with pictures so that you can see what is going on with the Radiothon.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks in advance for everything that everyone has done in the past that has gotten me to the point that I am. I hope that this goes well so that we can do amazing things to help these little kids that ask for nothing, but deserve the world.</div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-52318919570667986432009-08-16T17:55:00.000-07:002009-08-16T18:09:49.269-07:00More Pictures<div style="text-align: center;">More pictures from the visit... Such a beautiful pair of babies... I can't stop taking pictures of them...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SoisHje9lXI/AAAAAAAAAPU/tiQZLx_hSus/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SoisHje9lXI/AAAAAAAAAPU/tiQZLx_hSus/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370731801423484274" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SoisHJJcJCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Vx0P87llKI0/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SoisHJJcJCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Vx0P87llKI0/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370731794353890338" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SoisG4e5yuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/pAgwEN7JyAA/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SoisG4e5yuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/pAgwEN7JyAA/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370731789880511202" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SoisGHKQ4lI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IAohTK7oLBs/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SoisGHKQ4lI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IAohTK7oLBs/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370731776640606802" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SoisFhNaQII/AAAAAAAAAO0/FnX4TqeIT3k/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SoisFhNaQII/AAAAAAAAAO0/FnX4TqeIT3k/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SoisFhNaQII/AAAAAAAAAO0/FnX4TqeIT3k/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370731766453256322" /></a></div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-26265596624022018842009-08-15T19:50:00.000-07:002009-08-15T20:12:30.583-07:00Uncle Rowdy!<div>Well... For those that do not have direct contact with me there have been some amazing events in the last few days. Last friday I got an interesting TEXT from my brother, "The state just called, we pick up 2 day old TWINS tomorrow."</div><div><br /></div><div>After I called my mother to verify that he wasn't just jacking with me I came to the realization that I would become an uncle within a 24 hour period. Here are the two blessings that my family recieved on August 9th.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod2auVrITI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FuOyflfZyVg/s1600-h/Aug+08+069.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod2auVrITI/AAAAAAAAAOs/FuOyflfZyVg/s320/Aug+08+069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370391282150220082" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod2aS85UcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/q0FZ7pC1DXc/s1600-h/Aug+08+068.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod2aS85UcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/q0FZ7pC1DXc/s320/Aug+08+068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370391274798535106" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod2ZKiMpqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/m4PkPKKN0T4/s1600-h/Aug+08+064.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod2ZKiMpqI/AAAAAAAAAOc/m4PkPKKN0T4/s320/Aug+08+064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370391255359202978" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod2Ykun_BI/AAAAAAAAAOU/14WGiqSAysI/s1600-h/Aug+08+062.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod2Ykun_BI/AAAAAAAAAOU/14WGiqSAysI/s320/Aug+08+062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370391245210778642" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod2YUdxznI/AAAAAAAAAOM/d-_NCe8k9vA/s1600-h/Aug+08+046.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod2YUdxznI/AAAAAAAAAOM/d-_NCe8k9vA/s320/Aug+08+046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370391240845151858" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod0js9HN8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/W9eqxx3C5y0/s1600-h/Aug+08+004.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod0js9HN8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/W9eqxx3C5y0/s320/Aug+08+004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370389237374334914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod0jeOsyYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/U7o6y7AgvJ8/s1600-h/Aug+08+003.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod0jeOsyYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/U7o6y7AgvJ8/s320/Aug+08+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370389233421568386" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod0jOAXGPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Nqx9XyOivb0/s1600-h/Aug+08+001.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod0jOAXGPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Nqx9XyOivb0/s320/Aug+08+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370389229066459378" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod0igcRWkI/AAAAAAAAANs/TZT4H0agIfQ/s1600-h/1stdayhome+004.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod0igcRWkI/AAAAAAAAANs/TZT4H0agIfQ/s320/1stdayhome+004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370389216835492418" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod0iP7VwEI/AAAAAAAAANk/4idQdTGj8g8/s1600-h/1stdayhome+003.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sod0iP7VwEI/AAAAAAAAANk/4idQdTGj8g8/s320/1stdayhome+003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370389212402401346" /></a><br /> <div>Welcome Nicole and Nicholas to our family!</div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-53991973180079574512009-07-17T06:37:00.000-07:002009-07-17T07:10:30.510-07:00Sumo Tube<div align="center">I do not know where my brother got this contraption, but I can only imagine some sort of deal with the devil. It sucks... Well, it sucks for me... Basically it is an aired up cone with holes for your arms and your head, that you drag mercilessly behind a boat and see how much lake water can be forced up your nose, into your eyes and your mouth.<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCCaaJx_yI/AAAAAAAAAM0/PmlhRj5pIvs/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359426946779447074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCCaaJx_yI/AAAAAAAAAM0/PmlhRj5pIvs/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is me getting ready, taking deep breaths and preparing to skate across the top of the water at high speeds...</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCD_fwCgVI/AAAAAAAAANE/e59879PHfwg/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359428683448877394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCD_fwCgVI/AAAAAAAAANE/e59879PHfwg/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is what actually happened... water in the face, mouth and eyes.<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCCZPzFWII/AAAAAAAAAMk/GkHjHcUfDD8/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359426926820022402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCCZPzFWII/AAAAAAAAAMk/GkHjHcUfDD8/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Once again getting ready to take off...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCCZslNk2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/cuQqjHoIJL0/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359426934546469730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCCZslNk2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/cuQqjHoIJL0/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Once again water, face, eyes and stuff...<br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCCX--1OhI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uUjRHjOkRn8/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359426905126025746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCCX--1OhI/AAAAAAAAAMU/uUjRHjOkRn8/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I still have hope, last try... I am dreading the sound of the boat taking off because...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCCYiFuQbI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EcItUD4khiM/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359426914550170034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCCYiFuQbI/AAAAAAAAAMc/EcItUD4khiM/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Once again the end result is the same...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCEAIwAEnI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kj0aduc_I-g/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359428694454571634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCEAIwAEnI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kj0aduc_I-g/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center">This is Alissa doing the sumo tube and why I hate it so much because as horribly as it works for me, it does the opposite for her...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCEASGYatI/AAAAAAAAANc/T78Vf1upi-E/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359428696964360914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCEASGYatI/AAAAAAAAANc/T78Vf1upi-E/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center">I don't understand it... So graceful...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCD_nabR6I/AAAAAAAAANM/d8V8rXZZIlU/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359428685505709986" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SmCD_nabR6I/AAAAAAAAANM/d8V8rXZZIlU/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Alissa Heitz... Queen of the Sumo Tube... </div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-36590218695945048292009-07-09T09:46:00.000-07:002009-07-09T09:51:46.045-07:00June 5, 2009<div align="center"><div align="center">Randy Rodgers Band was playing at Wild Country and we lined up a Meet and Greet to contest out for US105 and here are pictures of the line to get in, the band and the crowd right when they concert was about to start. I left and went and sat outside... Its slowly becoming evident that I am starting to dislike crowds... </div><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYf3UtnMSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/I681zOaB_Pg/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356503842117071138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYf3UtnMSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/I681zOaB_Pg/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /></a></p></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYf31iSH6I/AAAAAAAAAME/kmWMp2x4eAA/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356503850927923106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYf31iSH6I/AAAAAAAAAME/kmWMp2x4eAA/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYf4LcC-nI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ZQpN0MUBd_k/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356503856807344754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYf4LcC-nI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ZQpN0MUBd_k/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"> </div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-43028640651643375482009-07-09T09:28:00.000-07:002009-07-09T09:46:32.896-07:00May 24, 2009<div align="center"></div><div align="center">Another thing that we have been doing at work is a promotion for our rock station called Eagle Eye Candy. Basically it is my job to find the hottest girls in the area and convince them to do a photo shoot with me, where I put the pictures on the Eagle website and they get a copy of the pictures. Easy sometimes and hard at others. This night I was at a club and we crowned the Miss Denim and Diamonds. It was 'interesting'... I was really there to just scope out women for the Eagle Eye Candy thing, cause in my mind if they were willing to get up on stage for a competition like that, then they would be willing to let me take some pictures...</div><div><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYdaCLD8YI/AAAAAAAAALk/G7JAn7zBQX8/s1600-h/DSC_0050.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356501139900854658" style="WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYdaCLD8YI/AAAAAAAAALk/G7JAn7zBQX8/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div><br /><br /></div><div align="center">I was somewhat focusing on the judging criteria. I didn't really want to do it but the Manager was a judge for my talent show so I had no chance to turn it down.<br /></div><div><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYdZhF1w_I/AAAAAAAAALc/GPHjlDdMUt8/s1600-h/DSC_0044.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356501131020583922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYdZhF1w_I/AAAAAAAAALc/GPHjlDdMUt8/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><br />Probably focusing less than I should...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYeCoRPxbI/AAAAAAAAALs/VxkbaqOwY2Q/s1600-h/DSC_0054.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356501837322110386" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYeCoRPxbI/AAAAAAAAALs/VxkbaqOwY2Q/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">This was about the time I realized that Evan was KEEPING NOTES!<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYdZdL_8YI/AAAAAAAAALU/FGBX7CS2oSc/s1600-h/DSC_0037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356501129972674946" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYdZdL_8YI/AAAAAAAAALU/FGBX7CS2oSc/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Later on after many many drinks had been consumed I saw a friend of mine dancing with another dude so I figured it should be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">photographed</span> and added to my blog!<br /></div><div><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYdY9zLA_I/AAAAAAAAALM/TYdvfUfsW24/s1600-h/DSC_0032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356501121547043826" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYdY9zLA_I/AAAAAAAAALM/TYdvfUfsW24/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Eagle Eye Candy...<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYdYlYvyGI/AAAAAAAAALE/17bW_96GsQ4/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356501114993756258" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYdYlYvyGI/AAAAAAAAALE/17bW_96GsQ4/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />They had a dunking booth in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">friggin</span> bar... so I took pictures of the people falling in the water<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYeDFEDyKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8-S_gM40i98/s1600-h/DSC_0074.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356501845051426978" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYeDFEDyKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/8-S_gM40i98/s320/DSC_0074.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I love her facial expression...</div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-46287953910713224872009-07-09T09:14:00.000-07:002009-07-09T09:27:54.035-07:00May 23, 2009<div align="center">As I have been reminded a few TOO MANY times by my brother, I haven't updated this blog in a while, so I am going to put up some backdated postings <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">separated</span> by date at the top. Sorry for the delay <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">y'all</span> but we have been doing this campaign at the station and it has required about 60 plus hours a week and I haven't had the time to do too many <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">extracurricular</span> things. So here it is...<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYZhWsPoKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/cuoL4tvwuSA/s1600-h/DSC_0682.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356496867621314722" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYZhWsPoKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/cuoL4tvwuSA/s320/DSC_0682.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I took this picture at a concert, thought it turned out pretty cool...<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYZg_iBx-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/e94t0tFtz9w/s1600-h/DSC_0670.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356496861404448738" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYZg_iBx-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/e94t0tFtz9w/s320/DSC_0670.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center">This one as well... Since I have been doing this job I have been taking more and more pictures at events and am thinking about branching off and doing some more pictures <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">professionally</span>...<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYZgvVog8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/uQ10_dssypA/s1600-h/DSC_0659.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356496857057493954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYZgvVog8I/AAAAAAAAAKs/uQ10_dssypA/s320/DSC_0659.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /> </div><div align="center">The guy on the left is the Program Director for US105 and the girl on the left is a friend of the station.<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYZf080S_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/6-bo4v9UWEw/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356496841384152050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SlYZf080S_I/AAAAAAAAAKk/6-bo4v9UWEw/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This was a butterfly that I saw on the back porch at work. Kinda cool cause it just came out of the cocoon... I'd never seen that before.<br /></div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-68296773497179311612009-04-28T09:20:00.001-07:002009-04-28T09:50:04.734-07:00Sights To See<div align="center">The more events that I go to the more amazing things that I see that I feel need to be displayed for all... I am a notorious mullet watcher, some people enjoy watching birds, or collecting stamps, I like to simply watch mullets, and luckily some of the events that I go to allow me to see wonderful mullets, and other funny things to see... so that is what this blog will be all about. <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcy0NMOPRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/7USDzdlKCHk/s1600-h/mullet"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329784556491783442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcy0NMOPRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/7USDzdlKCHk/s320/mullet" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center">This was at Subway and it was a truly glorious mullet... with the wifebeater combination!<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcyz8-nkKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QqavKX6eEBg/s1600-h/funny+4.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329784552139755682" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcyz8-nkKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QqavKX6eEBg/s320/funny+4.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />A mullet and a nascar shirt... amazing!<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SfcyzwdLUQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wnK1mBag-oc/s1600-h/funny+3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329784548778266882" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SfcyzwdLUQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wnK1mBag-oc/s320/funny+3.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I think this should be issued when a baby is born... the child leash!<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SfcyzQHvCmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zFN6mubAKdY/s1600-h/Funny+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329784540098398818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SfcyzQHvCmI/AAAAAAAAAKE/zFN6mubAKdY/s320/Funny+1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Has 150 GRAND for a monster truck so no money left over for Shout to clean his shirt... so sad...<br /><br /><br /></div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-58206360182614350562009-04-28T08:55:00.000-07:002009-04-28T09:18:56.235-07:00Central Texas Has Talent<div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SfcrlW_h5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/kAptOruZu9I/s1600-h/Sword+3.JPG"></a><div><div align="center">Well... I finally got to handle an event all on my own for the first time since I became Promotions Coordinator. Central Texas Has Talent is a Talent Show that we had at a local festival. It went off pretty well... No one got hurt, some really cool people participated and it didn't rain through our event. </div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcp1h9AAXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/qY8lkRNxyjA/s1600-h/Rowdy+In+Charge.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329774683640299890" style="WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcp1h9AAXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/qY8lkRNxyjA/s320/Rowdy+In+Charge.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center">Here is a picture of me being in charge... </div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcp1tgVVsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sjrGzlptS5I/s1600-h/Finalists.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329774686741288642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcp1tgVVsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sjrGzlptS5I/s320/Finalists.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is all the Finalists. We had 25 register, and 12 made it to day 2. </div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcp1S1oufI/AAAAAAAAAJM/fD77p3nxqXs/s1600-h/God-In-Tod.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329774679582882290" style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcp1S1oufI/AAAAAAAAAJM/fD77p3nxqXs/s320/God-In-Tod.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This was a Christian Rapper called God-In-Todd... He was really good. 3rd Place<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcp1RYiWJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/t4FAbWYE3ZM/s1600-h/Cody.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329774679192393874" style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcp1RYiWJI/AAAAAAAAAJE/t4FAbWYE3ZM/s320/Cody.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Cody <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Culp</span> got 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nd</span> place<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcp1GnrR9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xjeuhgUyCKs/s1600-h/Eric+Landeros.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329774676303103954" style="WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcp1GnrR9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xjeuhgUyCKs/s320/Eric+Landeros.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Eric <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Landeros</span> got 1st and was amazing. Great voice<br /><br />However this was where it got interesting. I had a guy call me and tell me that he and his wife practice MARSHALL arts in their back yard and the would like to put on a demonstration for us as their talent. At that point I only had 3 entries, so I quickly agreed thinking that ANYONE on stage is better than no one... Boy... Sometimes decisions like that pay off in a BIG WAY and boy howdy... This talent of theirs was TRAGICALLY AWESOME!</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SfcrlYJN9VI/AAAAAAAAAJs/M8kse1rHaoE/s1600-h/Sword+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329776605152539986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SfcrlYJN9VI/AAAAAAAAAJs/M8kse1rHaoE/s320/Sword+2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SfcrlW_h5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/kAptOruZu9I/s1600-h/Sword+3.JPG"></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SfcrlW_h5EI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/kAptOruZu9I/s1600-h/Sword+3.JPG"></a><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SfcrkyKPOzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0qpwQ2HiMoQ/s1600-h/Sword+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329776594956270386" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SfcrkyKPOzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0qpwQ2HiMoQ/s320/Sword+1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcr9dMBqCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UeBU5wZ5Jbs/s1600-h/Sword+3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329777018823354402" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcr9dMBqCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UeBU5wZ5Jbs/s320/Sword+3.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Face paint, missing teeth, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">mohawks</span> and swords... What more can a red-blooded Texan ask for!!!<br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-45577411495354565332009-04-28T08:44:00.000-07:002009-04-28T09:19:58.233-07:00FlyLeaf Meet and Greet<div align="center">We had a concert that was at an event that I had the 'pleasure' of being on the planning committee for, so I lined up a meet and greet with the headlining band at our station.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcli0el5OI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5m4II9-D_bw/s1600-h/Jamie+Rowdy+Flyleaf.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329769964149007586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfcli0el5OI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5m4II9-D_bw/s320/Jamie+Rowdy+Flyleaf.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is the PD for the Eagle and me with the band Flyleaf.... The sign isn't crooked, I think the lady taking the picture had one leg shorter than the other...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfck16fTMxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/FWV2g9wvksc/s1600-h/Flyleaf+Van.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329769192668476178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfck16fTMxI/AAAAAAAAAIs/FWV2g9wvksc/s320/Flyleaf+Van.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Kinda cool... this is the actual van that the band Flyleaf toured in until they signed a MAJOR record contract. They drove to New York and slept in the van for three days while they waited for a chance to play for the President of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Octone</span> Records, once he heard them he signed them to a contract and their next CD went PLATINUM!<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfck1lnmXfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7TgNHBWZ4d0/s1600-h/Flyleaf+Limo+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329769187066142194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfck1lnmXfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7TgNHBWZ4d0/s320/Flyleaf+Limo+2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Flyleaf in front of the Limo that we picked them up in...<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfck1RijgnI/AAAAAAAAAIU/e5IwnM26ydE/s1600-h/Flyleaf+In+Limo.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329769181676274290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sfck1RijgnI/AAAAAAAAAIU/e5IwnM26ydE/s320/Flyleaf+In+Limo.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />14 passenger <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Cadillac</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Escalade</span> Limo... First class all the way... </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Overall it was a pretty good experience for the FIRST EVER meet and greet that we had at the station.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-7765471977138680982009-04-07T09:03:00.000-07:002009-04-07T09:18:44.577-07:00ANOTHER Monster Truck Show<div align="center">Last Saturday I was asked to go and take some pictures at the Monster Truck show in Killeen so I decided to make the best of it. Let me tell you something, I really enjoy going to these events because as I get older I have TOTALLY become a people watcher! I like to look at all different types of people, but my FAVORITES have got to be the less refined people in my area.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt6i9_KNhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/14_bzWl7HdE/s1600-h/Redneck+Baby.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321982125841987090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt6i9_KNhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/14_bzWl7HdE/s320/Redneck+Baby.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I saw this girl dangling as her mother stretched to reach over a fence to take a picture of a non-moving Monster Truck.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt6i1fZQ8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/rMuNw-vrgQw/s1600-h/Evan+Chicken+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321982123561272258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt6i1fZQ8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/rMuNw-vrgQw/s320/Evan+Chicken+1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is a picture of Durty Dingus McGee putting Rod Stewart (the chicken) on Evan's head. Great picture!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt6ikGWyDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/6SWrByv0EhU/s1600-h/Evan+Dirty+Candy+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321982118892849202" style="WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt6ikGWyDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/6SWrByv0EhU/s320/Evan+Dirty+Candy+2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Evan found two pieces of strawberry candy on the ground and was REALLY excited about it.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt6iUGKxeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_PZMM-dIDew/s1600-h/Julia+Chicken+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321982114597094882" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt6iUGKxeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_PZMM-dIDew/s320/Julia+Chicken+2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />There are no words to describe the noises and faces that were made when Rod Stewart got to sit on Julia's head. I just hope at some point her nightmares go away.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt6iW_6NRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NTi0uS9vHoA/s1600-h/Julia+Dingus.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321982115376149778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt6iW_6NRI/AAAAAAAAAHs/NTi0uS9vHoA/s320/Julia+Dingus.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />After some getting used to it we got a picture of her and Durty smiling...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt55XrbXxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rtn5lpi6kH4/s1600-h/Mullet+Guys.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321981411184041746" style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt55XrbXxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rtn5lpi6kH4/s320/Mullet+Guys.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The GREATEST SIGHT OF THE DAY... Its not often you get to see the mullet twins... It was amazing.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt55DsNbRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_SJWlHIKyOQ/s1600-h/Mullet+Kid.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321981405818613010" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt55DsNbRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_SJWlHIKyOQ/s320/Mullet+Kid.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Mini-Mullet<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt548J1VMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GFS2pe4CvKk/s1600-h/Mullet+kid+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321981403795379394" style="WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt548J1VMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GFS2pe4CvKk/s320/Mullet+kid+2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Mini-Mullet, with a striking resembelance of my brother in his younger days!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt547_bQQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PnkhsQkxWOE/s1600-h/Rowdy+Chicken.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321981403751727362" style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/Sdt547_bQQI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PnkhsQkxWOE/s320/Rowdy+Chicken.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Now even though I work for a radio station there are times that it all pays off... Truly a fun day...</div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-80686391244167406722009-03-09T12:25:00.000-07:002009-03-09T12:45:11.427-07:00Latest On Me...<div align="center"> It has been a while since I have had the time to get on here and post ANYTHING because we have launched new websites here at the Radio Station and that is just another one of the MANY things that I have been put in charge of... Check them out if you get a chance, and if you want to listen to some streaming music or log into a listener club to help my numbers it would be greatly appreciated! The addresses are as follows:<br />US105: Country Station... <a href="http://www.myus105.com/">http://www.myus105.com/</a><br />Eagle 101.7: Rock Staion... <a href="http://www.myeagle101.com/">http://www.myeagle101.com/</a><br />B106: Hip Hop Staiton... <a href="http://www.myb106.com/">http://www.myb106.com/</a><br />Kiss: Adult Contemporary... <a href="http://www.mykiss1031.com/">http://www.mykiss1031.com/</a><br />KTEM: News Radio... <a href="http://www.myktem.com/">http://www.myktem.com/</a><br />Anyways, now on to the fun stuff... I had the pleasure to going to one of my good friends house last weekend and spend some time with his lovely wife and energetic little daughter. It is crazy that I have been friends with Justin now for over SEVEN years and was around the day that little Madalyn was born... </div><div align="left"><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVvGjTTrxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ytOYn2vPR9Q/s1600-h/Unsure+Madalyn.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311273493899489042" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVvGjTTrxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ytOYn2vPR9Q/s320/Unsure+Madalyn.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center">This is Madalyn... She wasnt' too sure of me in the beginning but I think she warmed up a little bit by the time I left...<br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVuuC5UchI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2zpdVmPLNL8/s1600-h/Madalyn+and+Justin.JPG"></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVuuC5UchI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2zpdVmPLNL8/s1600-h/Madalyn+and+Justin.JPG"></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVuuC5UchI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2zpdVmPLNL8/s1600-h/Madalyn+and+Justin.JPG"></a><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVuuC5UchI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2zpdVmPLNL8/s1600-h/Madalyn+and+Justin.JPG"></a></div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVvGQVdjRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/gU8CbgEmnxg/s1600-h/Madalyn+Yuckie+Face.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311273488808250642" style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVvGQVdjRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/gU8CbgEmnxg/s320/Madalyn+Yuckie+Face.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center">She is sure making the yuckie face in this one... I think Justin must have farted or something!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVvGNK2oDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qqh4sBHelp8/s1600-h/Madalyn+Toungue.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311273487958450226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVvGNK2oDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qqh4sBHelp8/s320/Madalyn+Toungue.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br />Showing off her toungue...<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVvF100HeI/AAAAAAAAAGU/S7cnK-t4If8/s1600-h/Madalyn+Touchdown.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311273481691995618" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVvF100HeI/AAAAAAAAAGU/S7cnK-t4If8/s320/Madalyn+Touchdown.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />She was shooing away some imaginary dogs...<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVuu5htEEI/AAAAAAAAAGM/wDtt9UD8Sf8/s1600-h/Madalyn+In+Justins+Hat.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311273087548592194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVuu5htEEI/AAAAAAAAAGM/wDtt9UD8Sf8/s320/Madalyn+In+Justins+Hat.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Justin felt the need to 'share' his hat with her while she was eating...<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVuusVDMyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_eNX7-62B0A/s1600-h/Madalyn+I+didn%27t+do+it.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311273084005856034" style="WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVuusVDMyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_eNX7-62B0A/s320/Madalyn+I+didn%27t+do+it.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I can only imagine that the 'I don't know what happened' look that she is using now will only become more commonplace in the future...<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVuuQnSpAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XNcgvQw6i0w/s1600-h/Madalyn+and+Rowdy.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311273076566172674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVuuQnSpAI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XNcgvQw6i0w/s320/Madalyn+and+Rowdy.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Me and Madalyn... I think I was blowing raspberries on her back...<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVuuC5UchI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2zpdVmPLNL8/s1600-h/Madalyn+and+Justin.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311273072883692050" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVuuC5UchI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2zpdVmPLNL8/s320/Madalyn+and+Justin.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Madalyn and her daddy...<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVut5QbaLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/f9HUJZAyEdU/s1600-h/Madalyn+and+April.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311273070296262834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVut5QbaLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/f9HUJZAyEdU/s320/Madalyn+and+April.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Madalyn and her lovely mother April </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVwntDURSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ju6ghAQ2vlI/s1600-h/Trouble+Small.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311275162964084002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVwntDURSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ju6ghAQ2vlI/s320/Trouble+Small.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Justin and me before I left... Its nice to hang out with my grownup friends every once in a while... Wish I had more time to do so...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVwnTEPO6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/hBNvyrQn0bw/s1600-h/madalyn+kiss+small.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311275155988626338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SbVwnTEPO6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/hBNvyrQn0bw/s320/madalyn+kiss+small.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">And at last... The goodbye kiss... I thought it was really cool how the flash showed up between us. She was a handfull but such a sweet nice and happy little girl. One thing that I did learn that night was... "Never underestimate how sloberly a little girl can kiss you bye"</div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-40312837213927045612009-02-20T08:31:00.000-08:002009-02-20T08:43:04.946-08:00The Glorious Mullet Experience<div align="center">I realize that there are some of you that are not on Myspace, therefore didn't get the chance to experience the 'mullet phase' with me. I have always been an admirer of the glorious mullet haircut. I mean, what more can you say about it other than it exemplifies the American attitude of 'Business in the front, Party in the back'. I have always felt that the definition of a mullet kind of describes me. I can be extremely professional at work but leave that side of me behind after I leave the office to cut loose and have a great time. That being said I decided that for Halloween I would have a true American mullet. This took much planning you see. For a legitimate mullet one would have to grow their hair out for an extended period of time. I grew my hair out for four months so that it would be long enough int he back for it to be considered a true mullet. Then the glorious day of the mullet began!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZ7bM-pI1HI/AAAAAAAAAFk/iwk1Q8rItug/s1600-h/Mullet+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304918427109479538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZ7bM-pI1HI/AAAAAAAAAFk/iwk1Q8rItug/s320/Mullet+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I did draw in the 'chops' a little bit so that it added a little emphasis to my outfit...<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZ7bMh0HDGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hhVPaEOsQ_8/s1600-h/Mullet+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304918419370871906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZ7bMh0HDGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hhVPaEOsQ_8/s320/Mullet+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It was a great and wonderful day!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZ7bMlS7ClI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2LJXh8WMvh4/s1600-h/mullet+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304918420305414738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZ7bMlS7ClI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2LJXh8WMvh4/s320/mullet+3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I wish I could say that I had been drinking, but this was a completely lucid idea...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZ7bMuTJIuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eNdzDogT4Og/s1600-h/mullet+4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304918422722257634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZ7bMuTJIuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/eNdzDogT4Og/s320/mullet+4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Chuckin' the deuce...<br /><br />All in all the Glorious Mullet Experience was all that I could hope that it would have been. I went to work that Friday with the Mullet, got a few laughs, and even made a trip to Wal-Mart with the mullet where amazingly enough I felt like I fit in for the first time ever in a small town Wal-Mart. If only there was a nascar race that weekend and I had been able to go... maybe next time!</div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-45580290912536215632009-02-09T13:52:00.000-08:002009-02-10T12:24:05.385-08:00Honeybrowne and Rich O-Toole Band At Denim and Diamonds<div style="text-align: center;">Friday the 20th of February we went out to Denim and Diamonds here in Temple. It was a blast! Both bands put on a terrific show and were really cool to talk with.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZCoBPYksQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jYnBdBpCO2o/s1600-h/DSC_0092.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZCoBPYksQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jYnBdBpCO2o/s320/DSC_0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300921500678009090" border="0" /></a><br />The Manager of the club that the concert was at... Its a tough job, can't you tell?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZCoAjBhciI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1QZUOdLSf4U/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZCoAjBhciI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1QZUOdLSf4U/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300921488770167330" border="0" /></a><br />The Rich O'Toole Band...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZCoAuy9CbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0pK_61PIPP8/s1600-h/DSC_0098.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZCoAuy9CbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/0pK_61PIPP8/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300921491930286514" border="0" /></a><br />Backstage after they finished their set.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZCoAMCm3vI/AAAAAAAAAEs/u7oswUcpwSU/s1600-h/DSC_0048.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZCoAMCm3vI/AAAAAAAAAEs/u7oswUcpwSU/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300921482600701682" border="0" /></a><br />Honeybrowne (as seen on CMT quite often) and me!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZCoACVxmdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dR3bJesA8x0/s1600-h/DSC_0114.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SZCoACVxmdI/AAAAAAAAAEk/dR3bJesA8x0/s320/DSC_0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300921479996742098" border="0" /></a><br />Honeybrowne as they were playing on stage. They were real nice guys. All in all a fun night was had by everyone involved. I hope to see them again in this area at a much larger venue.</div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-77968620980595973032009-02-06T13:07:00.000-08:002009-02-06T13:55:29.197-08:00Welcome Back 4th ID on Fort Hood<div style="text-align: center;">Today I went with Aaron out to the Welcome Back party for 4th ID on Fort Hood. There was a little over 200 soldiers that arrived back today. Now I always knew that soldiers sacrificed for our freedom, and have never taken that for granted, but today when I had the chance to witness the return of some of our troops from Iraq it was a truly humbling experience. I do not know what I expected when I got up early this morning to make the 40 minute drive to Fort Hood, but what I experienced has really made me stop and appreciate even more what these soldiers are doing for us, not some of us, all of us. People that bitch about our armed services need to go to one of these parties, so that they know that while we all reserve the right to have an opinion about our government and how it operates, we should ALL give 100% of our support to the people that, by choice, fight for our right to complain while leaving their family and friends behind to go to a foreign country for 15 months straight. Complain about the Management all you want, but thank the person that fights for you regardless of your status or race. Next time you see a soldier take a few minutes out of your busy consumer driven life and use them to say thank you to ANYONE that has ever served in OUR military.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyoPKPQOyI/AAAAAAAAADs/xgOGlbuNgzM/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyoPKPQOyI/AAAAAAAAADs/xgOGlbuNgzM/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299795839908068130" border="0" /></a><br />This little girl was waiting for her Daddy to come give her a hug. She was only a little bitty baby when he saw her last... Now she is up and running around waving her little flag PROUDLY.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyqnGekwTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NCR5J3wtsJE/s1600-h/DSC_0019.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyqnGekwTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NCR5J3wtsJE/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798450238701874" border="0" /></a><br />I took some time to stop and talk to this girl who was waiting for her husband to return home. They do not have kids, but he loved his dog so she drove all the way from Oklahoma with the dog so it could be there for him when he got back to Texas.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyoNimLbaI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZokBeUM6E0s/s1600-h/DSC_0215.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyoNimLbaI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZokBeUM6E0s/s320/DSC_0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299795812086934946" border="0" /></a><br />Her husband was able to be there for the birth of his little baby girl, but hasn't had the chance to hold her again since then.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyoz_SNW1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/ELsH3FH-7MA/s1600-h/DSC_0086.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyoz_SNW1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/ELsH3FH-7MA/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299796472622832466" border="0" /></a><br />This was really cool... They had firetrucks lined up making an arch of water for the buses that all the soldiers were in to pass under. They were flanked by Apache Helicopters and a half-track was leading the way. My apologies if I am calling something the wrong thing, but that is what I believe that I heard they were called.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyqncbKZ9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/y674rXpDVJ4/s1600-h/DSC_0105.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyqncbKZ9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/y674rXpDVJ4/s320/DSC_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798456129972178" border="0" /></a><br />The first guy off the first bus.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyqnwcIH4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/uH0WnVycj5E/s1600-h/DSC_0137.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyqnwcIH4I/AAAAAAAAAEM/uH0WnVycj5E/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798461502726018" border="0" /></a><br />They lined everyone up and had a prayer thanking the Lord for allowing them all to come home safe before they allowed them to cut loose and run to their loved ones. I have to admit, while they were all standing at attention and the pastor was saying the prayer, there have been few times in my life that I was as proud as I was to be living in America and to have people that believe in our country enough to risk their lives for it daily.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyqoUcGI6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/bNEbrEwOVnw/s1600-h/DSC_0202.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyqoUcGI6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/bNEbrEwOVnw/s320/DSC_0202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798471166272418" border="0" /></a><br />Happy to be back in the Land of the Free.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyqoGIEniI/AAAAAAAAAEU/K97dNggDcXE/s1600-h/DSC_0157.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyqoGIEniI/AAAAAAAAAEU/K97dNggDcXE/s320/DSC_0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299798467324190242" border="0" /></a><br />Once they let the soldiers be with their families, I tried my best to not take anyone's 'moment' but walked around snapping pictures. This one reminds me of the famous picture of the guy in his Navy uniform kissing his girl in Times Square on New Years.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyoOJCNsXI/AAAAAAAAADc/jWScAPWp_DU/s1600-h/DSC_0176.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyoOJCNsXI/AAAAAAAAADc/jWScAPWp_DU/s320/DSC_0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299795822405071218" border="0" /></a><br />This soldier is holding his beautiful little baby girl for the first time. It was once of those moments that took my breath away, I can not even fathom the emotions that he must have felt.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyoOe0FClI/AAAAAAAAADk/mC_8_UTfLro/s1600-h/DSC_0146.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyoOe0FClI/AAAAAAAAADk/mC_8_UTfLro/s320/DSC_0146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299795828251363922" border="0" /></a><br />Another special moment that I had the pleasure of being in the presence of...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyoNGFsiaI/AAAAAAAAADM/kH7CwbEn128/s1600-h/DSC_0244.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYyoNGFsiaI/AAAAAAAAADM/kH7CwbEn128/s320/DSC_0244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299795804434500002" border="0" /></a><br />I am thankful that I have a job that allowed me to go to an event such as this. Everything happens for a reason and maybe I needed a little bit of a refresher on how lucky I am to live in the United States of America, and how I should go a little out of my way to let those that have made this the Land of the Free know that I am thankful. So let me take this chance to let anyone that has taken the time to read my blog that has served in OUR military that I truly appreciate all the sacrifices that you have made to help us ALL have a better life. Thank you.<br /></div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-83313020994093899192009-02-05T07:51:00.000-08:002009-02-05T08:39:08.910-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">I went to the Disturbed Concert at the Bell County Expo Center on Tuesday and took some pictures of the people in line and talked to them for a while. It was fun. I could have gone to the concert but really felt no need to go to see Disturbed, Sevendust, and Skindred when I had no idea of any songs that they play that I like. I wasn't even going to go out there at all but in the end had to help out a friend and take some supplies out to the Eagle van to help set up the music. I wondered up to the line of people waiting to get in and asked how long they had been waiting... and the first two in line had been waiting since NOON. I didn't get there till 5:30... So I thought for their perseverance they should go on my blog...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYsOA7tMCEI/AAAAAAAAADE/3qRUVn_iWOk/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYsOA7tMCEI/AAAAAAAAADE/3qRUVn_iWOk/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299344795721533506" border="0" /></a><br />In casual conversation I asked them what they do... The girl is a 'Housewife' meaning she is unemployed, and the guy told me his job was 'Professional Cagefighter'... I felt the need to upstage him at that point and the only thing I could mumble out that I could think of that sounded cooler was that I was a 'Shark Hunter that Sky Dived'. I mean seriously, whats cooler than being able to say you are a cagefighter.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYsOApSgiGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ViPolYygJjY/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYsOApSgiGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ViPolYygJjY/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299344790777792610" border="0" /></a><br />As I stood there talking to the two people in the front of the line, I noticed the guy to their left and the fact that the girls to his left were refering to him as 'statue man'. My keen sense of observation realized about ten minutes later that is was because he did not move or talk... I wanted to get him out of his shell. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYsOARfpQQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rp77bqXvwPc/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYsOARfpQQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rp77bqXvwPc/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299344784390439170" border="0" /></a><br />So using the awesome power of peer pressure I got him to pretend he was a statue in a running man position. It was everything that I hoped and dreamed it would be...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYsOADdGVPI/AAAAAAAAACs/BeJbnX2z_Zg/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYsOADdGVPI/AAAAAAAAACs/BeJbnX2z_Zg/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299344780621665522" border="0" /></a><br />These are the three girls behind him... The one in the front threatened to steal my camera, the one on the right threatened to cut me and steal my hat, and the one on the left didn't have to threaten me because I was already scared of her... A wonderful concert like Disturbed, Sevendust, and Skindred really manages to bring out the best that Bell County has to offer...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYsN_9uQ94I/AAAAAAAAACk/Gl9cEomLatA/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYsN_9uQ94I/AAAAAAAAACk/Gl9cEomLatA/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299344779083052930" border="0" /></a><br />This a zoomed in picture of eagle van... For those of you with really good eyesight you will notice that the white van that you see is actually our competitors van parked between the eagle van and the line because they guy who was out there refused to park on the curb like SOMEONE told him to do. But its okay, he didn't want to get in trouble and get thrown in the Bell County Expo jail... grrrrr... Oh well... win some lose some...<br /><br /><br />Overall I had a great time going out and talking to people that I normally wouldn't get to talk to, but was very thankful that I went home and changed out of my dress shirt and slacks and actually managed to make it out of there without getting mugged or stabbed. All in all it was a good time. I also saved a few of the sensitive tiny hairs in my ears that help pick up sound by not going inside to the concert.<br /></div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-14144761858941478482009-02-03T08:52:00.000-08:002009-02-03T09:14:46.502-08:00Wade Bowen Concert<div style="text-align: center;">The latest exploits of Rowdy brought me to Wild Country. Now understand that I am not exactly in my element when I am surrounded by cowboy boots, cowboy hats and told by a guy in a tuxedo shirt that I need to keep my hat facing forward, so I focused on not getting spurred and took pictures of what I went to take pictures of and then left.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYh4OlKslxI/AAAAAAAAACc/xewuKr4oTUY/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYh4OlKslxI/AAAAAAAAACc/xewuKr4oTUY/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298617153491867410" border="0" /></a><br />Wade Bowens signing... Not a bad voice, but I don't think he actually smiled the entire night...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYh4OYcBUNI/AAAAAAAAACU/AE_SklSgYPY/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYh4OYcBUNI/AAAAAAAAACU/AE_SklSgYPY/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298617150074867922" border="0" /></a><br />Lance Wade Thomas opened for Wade Bowens. He was VERY excited to be Lance Wade Thomas.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYh4N2XUtrI/AAAAAAAAACM/RK0GPPTj4_o/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYh4N2XUtrI/AAAAAAAAACM/RK0GPPTj4_o/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298617140928362162" border="0" /></a><br />Peter Christian (left) is the afternoon DJ for our #1 Country Station US105.5.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYh4NuYxVbI/AAAAAAAAACE/BbT1g74Rqzk/s1600-h/DSC_0034.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYh4NuYxVbI/AAAAAAAAACE/BbT1g74Rqzk/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298617138786948530" border="0" /></a><br />Jamming out on the guitar that we gave away that night with the Bud Girls... Showoff *smile*<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYh4NYQ2MwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/f4ATO1GuW7o/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYh4NYQ2MwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/f4ATO1GuW7o/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298617132848132866" border="0" /></a><br />The EXTREMELY excited winner of the guitar...<br /><br />All in all it was a good experience for me to get to go to my first Wild Country Concert. The club was really nice and they get some big names to play there. Perhaps I will get to go to the next one and take pictures and meet some big names in Country Music. Peter Christian has been in the business for a long time and has MANY contacts that I would love to wheeze on. Up next is a concert with HoneyBrowne. They are an up and coming country band that is getting a bunch of play on CMT right now in the 'Newcomers' Section that they play. Should make for a fun Friday. Also on Friday I think that we are going to take the fantastic Eagle Van (pictures will be on here before long) out to Ft. Hood and take some pictures with a bunch of soldiers coming back from Iraq at a big welcome back party they are having. Till then...</div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-1963863907244814242009-01-30T14:22:00.000-08:002009-01-30T15:27:24.776-08:00Monster Truck Rally<div style="text-align: center;">I went to my FIRST EVER Monster Truck Rally on Friday the 24th of January. It was LOUD and the exhaust was so thick that my eyes burned and my head hurt. I also decided that if I had not shaved the mullet off, then I would have fit in perfectly. I took a few pictures before I wondered out to the hallway surrounding the Expo Center to talk to people.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYN_mI2OFpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tq35fLRscAo/s1600-h/DSC_0049.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYN_mI2OFpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tq35fLRscAo/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297217879904491154" border="0" /></a><br />This HUGE trucks actually got pretty good air. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYN_l4xLf8I/AAAAAAAAABs/ScPqPX9EjkI/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYN_l4xLf8I/AAAAAAAAABs/ScPqPX9EjkI/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297217875588382658" border="0" /></a><br />Super nice guy and his grandson with a Monster Truck backdrop<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYN_lvdab9I/AAAAAAAAABk/abSaTIElaDM/s1600-h/DSC_0082.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYN_lvdab9I/AAAAAAAAABk/abSaTIElaDM/s320/DSC_0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297217873089556434" border="0" /></a><br />I just wanted to get a picture of this kid crying with his awesome headset, but as soon as I looked at him he stopped. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYN_lgI-YWI/AAAAAAAAABc/0XHhUXl7N8Y/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYN_lgI-YWI/AAAAAAAAABc/0XHhUXl7N8Y/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297217868977299810" border="0" /></a><br />My new recruits! The lady said that her grandkids were more impressed meeting me than seeing the trucks. They have since told her that the only station they will listen to in the car is my country station here (www.myUS105.com).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYN_la7v63I/AAAAAAAAABU/I54Xsaf3zWM/s1600-h/DSC_0090.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYN_la7v63I/AAAAAAAAABU/I54Xsaf3zWM/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297217867579648882" border="0" /></a><br />You can't see it very well, but this kid has an awesome mo-hawk! I saw him as we were leaving and HAD to have a picture. Now that I have had a mullet (pictures to follow) that a mo-hawk is only the next logical step. <br /><br />All in all the Monster Truck Rally was loud, smoggy, and fun to watch for about ten minutes. If you are a hunter of mullets like I have been before, you will LOVE it!<br /></div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-14904490922299859462009-01-30T09:29:00.000-08:002009-01-30T14:21:19.353-08:00Pluckers Bike NightOn January 20th I ended up going out to Pluckers with our Rock Station (Eagle 101.7) for a bike night. It was a good time.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYNiIF9fJtI/AAAAAAAAABM/hwJcA0YdaIQ/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYNiIF9fJtI/AAAAAAAAABM/hwJcA0YdaIQ/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297185477896382162" border="0" /></a><br />I had to run to get some raffle tickets from a girl and saw this guy at Bushs Chicken. We learned two things that trip... One is that this kid (Chris Riggins) listens to the eagle, and the other is that when they send me out in the Eagle Van I make all kinds of new friends!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYNiH4UVgAI/AAAAAAAAABE/E3nEOlCVujc/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYNiH4UVgAI/AAAAAAAAABE/E3nEOlCVujc/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297185474234122242" border="0" /></a><br />This guy owned a Ford Dealership in Killeen so I let him become famous with me standing in front of his Ford Truck.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYNiH7lj40I/AAAAAAAAAA8/yHtd6S_lfQo/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYNiH7lj40I/AAAAAAAAAA8/yHtd6S_lfQo/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297185475111674690" border="0" /></a><br />See how much our DJ has when he is at remotes! Is he sneering at me???<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYNiHgT6wyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jqp8QEmmj1g/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYNiHgT6wyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jqp8QEmmj1g/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297185467789919010" border="0" /></a><br />Two nice people that I met named Chris and Nicole.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYNiHT-vIaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZrTQYVRG9x0/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yCX_uQ-40g0/SYNiHT-vIaI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZrTQYVRG9x0/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297185464479850914" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The coolest server at Pluckers in Killeen. If any of ya'll go there be sure to tip her BIG for me.<br /><br />Overall, it was a great time had by all at Pluckers for Bike night! Took some fun pictures and made some great new friends. Be sure to check out www.myeagle101.com once it is back online and find out where we will be next!<br /></div>Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125783357168072719.post-13919837748618289922009-01-30T08:42:00.000-08:002009-01-30T09:24:13.017-08:00The BeginningI have worked at Cumulus Media, which owns our five local radio stations for about a year now. Something different is always happening around the office and I get the chance to attend many different events. Recently I have been named the successor to the current Promotion Coordinator. I also will administrate the five station websites and our job website (cumulusjobs.com). Once those get going I will add links to this blog. With the new promotions position I will be going to lots of places that should be interesting enough to share with you guys. This is the first time I have ever 'blogged' so forgive me if it lacks in knowledge of how a blog is supposed to go.Rodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01600804239903368245noreply@blogger.com0